As the rain began to pour, Eliza made her way back to her cottage, her thoughts racing like the turbulent storm clouds above. The mystery surrounding Daniel's voice haunted her, and it was a conundrum she couldn't ignore.

Sitting at her old typewriter, she began to type her thoughts, hoping that by putting her observations into words, she could make sense of the inexplicable. The clatter of keys striking paper filled the room as she tried to decipher the significance of hearing Daniel's voice when he was still alive.

Could it be that Daniel's connection to the Brotherhood of the...